"Ever wonder about what he's doing? How it all turned to lies? Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why."
The sound of the ringing alarm echoing through the room awoke the brunette, who couldn't help but feel trenched. The fact she would no longer feel the sun shining through her face every morning made a sigh mutter out of lips, ultimately giving up and rising up from her bed.
"Momma! Get up!" Her two small twins bursted through doors of her bedroom, showing more energy and excitement than her for the events that were to unfold that night. "Mama Stephanie and Auntie Kaity are outside! They're waiting for you momma!"
Giving herself a push to get up, Kayla ruffled her two kids brown hair before walking out to the bathroom. "Go downstairs and tell them I'll be down in a bit."
Kayla took a long good state at herself in the mirror, oh how she's changed. Being a single mother to twins can be stressful. The look her reflection was giving back at her showed regret, Kayla knew she wasn't ready to step into a WWE building after disappearing for now over a year. But she can't back down now, not after giving her word to her mother.
"Dammit Levesque, we've been waiting for over an hour now." The voice of her still bestfriend, Kaitlyn, ringed through her room, finally getting her out of the bathroom. "Calm down, I'm ready. I just- I needed to think about how the hell am I going to handle this. I barely know anything that's happening in the company." Grabbing her bestfriend's wrist, Kaitlyn dragged Kayla out of her room towards the entrance.
"It's a pretty long ride there, I think I can explain you everything that going on the way there. Now common, your mom took the kids in a separate car."
Before hopping into the car that was stationed outside her house, Kayla stood motionless in front of the door step.
"Wish me luck." Kayla shut her eyes, tugging on her last suitcase before leaving the house she had stayed isolated for the last year.
"So basically, Punk lost the title in January against The Rock, and went on to almost beat The Undertaker at Wrestlemania. Then he took a break-"
"Probably because that's the month Harley was born." Kayla couldn't help herself in any way, if it wasn't the person who she was talking to mention Harley, she'd be the one to spit it out. "Yeah, to give AJ the opportunity to feud with me."
"Enough about them, my mom was telling me there's a lot of new superstars in the main roster now. Spill it."
"Well, you got Big E Langston, he's the Intercontinental Champion and one of my good friends, you're certainly going to get along with the guy. Then there's Fandango, not much to be said. The Wyatt family, it's better if you don't know anything about them. From the divas, there's two newbies, Jojo and Eva Marie. Jojo is a sweetheart, Eva, well, she's a bit hard to get along with." Kayla let out a sigh at the mention of yet another Diva she could sense nothing but hypocrisy in her. "Please tell me that's the worse these newbies get?"
"Well, there is one more- actually three more. But it's up to you if you want to get under their skin." Kaitlyn debated whether to let her bestfriend know about the three men who had impacted the WWE more than anybody in the last few years. "Even if I don't want to I am."
"Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, and Dean Ambrose. They call themselves The Shield. Reigns is probably the nicest out of the bunch, Rollins is the goofiest, and I don't know much about Ambrose, he's well preserved. Hopefully you don't get involved with these guys, but what I heard the creative team is going a bit crazy with them." Kayla felt her gut sink down, she wasn't ready to face old and new people.
"That's the least of my worries, I'll work wit whatever they give me. I'm only hoping it's nothing that I have mingle around with Punk. I really just want to keep pleasure out of business, you already saw what that got me in last time."
"You'll pull through Kayla, you're a fucking Levesque, you were literally born to do this." She shot her bestfriend a sincere smile, trying her best to not let the fact that people telling her that same response over and over again.
With it being Old School Monday Night RAW, rumors flooded around the WWE hallways, not one was believable enough for the tattooed man, who had a big day in front of him. Punk was determined to make this year different from any other he had gone through, already started it with a bang.
"All these rumors of returning superstars are becoming stupider and stupider." Daniel Bryan let out, not very sure where this conversation was going to led them. "Tell me about it, they even have Hulk Hogan in the mix." Daniel looked hard at his friend, who held his 10 month old daughter at the same time juggling a drink in his free hand.
"You'd be surprised at the other rumored returning superstars that are being spit out. Probably worse to you than Hogan."
"What person that is rumored to return possibly effect me in any way? I've stayed out of trouble lately." Punk, like always, tried to make a joke out of anything that he knew could actually effect him in a way. But there wasn't a name that could pop up in his mind that could actually fuck up his system by the way Daniel was suggesting it could. "Yeah, lately. But not, let's say, a year ago?" Daniel was trying his best to make his tone of voice more suggestive to his friend, who still didn't get the hint he was being shot with. "Stop jumping around the situation Bryan, just say it because I have no idea who you're talking about."
Daniel took a few deep breathes, taking another good look at Punk, who awaited a response out of the breaded man. "Well, I was talking to Brie a while ago, she's known about the rumor for a while know but she was never very sure about it. Punk, they're saying Kayla is coming back. Tonight."
As the name came out of Daniel's mouth, the cup that was sustained by his free hand ultimately slipped out of his grip. "Daniel, tell me you're lying."
"I wish I was man, it kinda hit me hard as well. But don't stress so much about it man, it's probably just-" Before he could finish his sentence, Punk was already on his way out of the catering table, leaving Bryan just as overwhelmed as he was.
"Calm the fuck down Kay, you're gunna wake up the twins." Kayla paced back in forth in her mother's office, surprisingly nobody had gotten the nerve to knock down on the door or had spotted her. "You know, this feels like deja vu all over again. I feel like I'm 24 again." Kaitlyn knew exactly what Kayla was suggesting through her words, making her get up and stop her pacing. "Kayla, it's going to be different this time. You're more mature, nothing bad is going to happen."
"Easy for you to say, all I need is someone to come barging in through that door." Kayla leaned in to give the door in front of her a good kick, but the sight of the doorknob turning threw her back, giving her that same exact gut feeling she got a year ago.
"Hunter, you ringed?" The door slammed open, revealing a not so happy looking man, all dressed in black, and his hair soaking wet, making it go down his forehead. You have got to be fucking kidding me.
"Something called a knock, ever heard of it?"
"Shut it Bonin, I didn't know somebody else besides Hunter or Stephanie was in here." He had an attitude, all to much similar to the young Levesque, who stood put behind her friend, not wanting to look up at the man who had just barged into the scene. "Who's your friend? She seems a little, startled."
"What do you expect she'd feel if a guy looking like he's about to murder someone barges into the room? Common sense Ambrose." Ignoring Kaitlyn's smart retorts, his eyes wandered through the strange brunette in the room, his eyes ultimately settling on the two twins sleeping in the couch.
"You got a point Bonin, I'll just get going." Without revealing herself anymore, Kayla watched the man before them walk out, but not without one more quick glance at her. Kaitlyn turned to face her unsettled friend, only to read her expression clearly.
"Please tell me this isn't the same thing that happened."
"I'd be lying to you if I said the similarities are extremely uncomfortable." Before Kaitlyn was able to have her unstable fit, once again the door flew open, only to reveal her two parents, but their faces didn't suggest anything great.
"Mom, Dad, any news on what I have to work with?" Almost at the same time, her parents let out a deep sigh before looking at each other, deciding who should be the one to break the news. Ultimately, her father was the one to step forward, laying his hand on his much smaller daughter's shoulder.
"Kayla, you know if it was totally up to us we would give you a spot to work with the top storyline at the moment, which is with Orton and Cena. But the creative team had a tantrum about it that was very convincing to the rest of the board of directors. We all decided to give you the head lead of our other major storyline."
"That doesn't sound too bad, but the way you're looking at me with those sadden filled eyes are telling me otherwise." Looking down at the floor, Kayla began to think the worse at the way her father kept struggling to confess. "Dad, I'm a grown woman, not a teenager. I can take it in."
"You're going to the lead of the storyline of how some of top three guys are going to break up, in other words The Shield." All the facts that Kaitlyn had thrown at the young Levesque daughter all resurfaced her mind, not giving her the best sensation. "Alright, the worry in your eyes should be rubbing off now. It's not that bad."
"Actually, there's still something else. In other words, someone else attached to the storyline." The multiple stuttering coming out of her father's mouth was setting Kayla to her limit, leading her to slap off his arms off her small shoulders. "Cut the suspense already, how much worse can this return get?"
"Is the fact you're going have to work with CM Punk to work out this storyline make it any worse?" The words came out of her mother's mouth like if it was to pull a hair from a cat, making Kayla's eyes roll. "I don't care, I'm not some witty teenage girl. I was going to have to face the guy either way."
"Not to mention having to deal with the uncanny attitudes that come with the three men in The Shield."
Reality was kicking Kayla in the face, no matter how much she tried to withhold the fact having to work with the man who tarnished her life was going to kill her, it would eventually blow up in her face when she had to face him. But that was second to the biggest of her worries, for some reason, the unsettling and uncomfortable scene between the Levesque daughter and the psychotic looking man that unfolded earlier still had her off her mind.
Punk and Ambrose weren't a great mix. And Kayla was yet to learn that.
A/N: Hey, hey, hey! Well what a shit start, this was just the start though, it'll get better. I promise. Gah, since I am only a few chapters away from completing my comeback story, I am now officially kicking off this sequel. I got some big plans for this, this is not any little cliche OC/Punk/Shield story, I'm an author who just adores twists and turns. (: I live for that haha.
Well this should be updated sometime next week, after Old School RAW. I am so excited, I hope you guys somehow are a bit excited despite this shitty chapter. OH! And whoever read "Open Your Heart" since the beginning, you'll get the hint of what Kayla and Kaitlyn were talking about right after Ambrose barged in... (:
I'd appreciate some type of feedback on this, especially because I want to make sure you guys enjoyed it plus since it's the first chapter, I wanna know if this is going to go somewhere! (:
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